In the beginning…
Without sky, without ground, without a single moment.
Only the emptiness, initial, a sea in calm, where no rules existed.
From within him, a solitary point shimmered — a ray of consciousness.
It was the first breath of the Dao, a spark of desire that scorned the void.
That spark crackled and burst into infinite flames, creating the Original Chaos.
From the waters of this chaos, the Greater Laws emerged:
Time, which traveled thru different paths;
Space, in pieces of worlds;
And Destiny, who tried to fix the mess.
But Chaos did not let itself be bound.
The laws fought, and from the collision of wills, worlds emerged.
Some firm, shining thru the Dao.
Others crooked, taken by the shadow and the cracks of creation.
And among them, there was one — the Universe of Chaotic Dao.
A place where absolute power did not grant control,
where fighting was an inner war,
and where death was not always the final point.
In this universe, life emerged from the shards of chaos.
Every being was born with an inner Dao, a spark of creation.
But, as they strove to understand the Dao, the more their souls shattered,
spreading copies of themselves across different times and dimensions.
Some accepted the situation, living within the limits of fate.
Others went further...
They sought to merge their versions, touch the core of chaos, and control the flow of life.
These rare ones were known as the Immortals.
However, even they, close to the truth, realized that —
chaos could not be dominated, only embraced.
And when the universe rose in trillions of lives,
when gods fought thru eras and paradoxes,
when the forbidden spaces whispered forgotten names,
a sound resonated beyond dimensions.
"Whoever unifies all their versions will return to the beginning."
In the depths of a lost era,
a young mortal opened his eyes — eyes that reflected chaos.
His soul trembled with the echoes of thousands of past lives.
He ignored his original name,
and not even from which time it had come.
The only thing I felt was a calling — a voice echoing thru ages and dimensions:
"Return... and master the Chaotic Dao."
Suddenly, the universe changed.
The timelines twisted.
The forgotten versions have awakened.
And a new cycle of destruction and rebirth began.
Then was born the one who would challenge fate —
the Son of Chaos,
the Bearer of the Lost Dao,
the one who walks between all realities.